Blushing, Jiang Xia hastily turned and hurried back to the house next door, not seeing the look of annoyance in An Ning's eyes.
No one noticed their brief interaction; it all happened in a flash.
After the pig was butchered, there was still much to do.
An Ning took on the heavy task of chopping the bones. An Guoping went even further, taking on the job of carving the meat himself, rendering the professional butcher unnecessary.
In An Sancheng's words, if a future doctor didn't even dare take a knife to a pig, how could he possibly treat patients?
Hearing this, An Guoping could only agree. He had a point!
Fortunately, he didn't embarrass himself, nor did he let his years of study go to waste. Although the carving knife felt a bit awkward in his hand, he really did get a feel for "dissecting the meat."
By the end, as An Guoping was carving the meat, he was muttering about how healthy the pig's body was.
"The liver's good, lungs are good, the heart is good," he mumbled on.
